The sound of metal piercing through flesh and blood made Chu Changting shiver coldly.

Qiu Chongrong's face was full of shock, her eyes were white, and the blood spurting from her neck was like a blooming flower, sprinkled all over her body. In the last breath, she trembled and raised her hand to hold the sword that pierced her neck, and her thin lips desperately closed one by one, as if she wanted to call someone's name, but uh uh didn't say a word again for a long time. Two lines of blood and tears slipped down impressively, bright and enchanting like flowers blooming in the Netherworld, and they withered when they bloomed. She gasped as hard as she could, her face full of reluctant attachment to this world.

She quickly swallowed.

Chu Changting threw down the dagger in his hand in astonishment, turned around and looked viciously at Yi Lunhuan, who was standing behind his back with one hand holding the long sword. His eyes were clear and clear, and he made a thin splash of water as he looked at her.

"What do you do!"

Chu Changting got up and slammed in front of Yi Lunhuan, grabbed his collar, and looked at Yi Lunhuan who was silent and speechless with blood-red eyes.

"Are you crazy!"

"I said it before! I'm going to keep her alive! ”

"You just let her die in vain! She is dead, leaving us who are alive to suffer in vain! Easy wheel! ”

Yi Lunhuan threw down his sword, took Chu Changting into his arms with one hand, pressed her head and said softly, "I'm sorry." ”

Chu Changting felt extremely ridiculous and sarcastic, what was wrong, it was obvious that he was empty-hearted. For his own sake, he completely ignored what he had promised himself just now, and understood Qiu Chongrong so neatly.

"She's right, I haven't finished listening yet, what are you anxious about?" Chu Changting shouted hoarsely.

"She's stirring." Yi Lunhuan was silent for a while, and slowly spit out a few words.

"But is she wrong?" Chu Changting fiercely put aside Yi Lunhuan's embrace, pointed to the cold corpse on the ground and glared at Yi Lunhuan.

"You're scared, aren't you? You're afraid she'll expose all your ugly faces, you're afraid she'll put all the bloody things I forgot about when I don't talk about them, aren't you? Chu Changting sneered, her thin body shook with the unsteady gasp, she picked up the sword on the ground and aimed it at Yi Lunhuan like a ghost, and looked at Yi Lunhuan viciously.

"Chu Chu, her last words were to make you and me turn against each other. Are you not in her scheme? Yi Lunhuan saw Chu Changting holding a sword against him, and he was not annoyed or afraid, he just looked at Chu Changting deeply, his face full of restrained sadness.

"Yi Lun Hwan, I just want you to answer me, is what she said right?" Chu Changting smiled sadly, and he didn't know when he burst into tears.

"You already knew, didn't you?" Yi Lunhuan sighed lightly.

"I know that you will hate me to the bone, and now that I have a successor, if you are willing to take my life, then take it." Yi Lunhuan walked forward slowly, pressed his chest on the tip of the sword, and looked at Chu Changting fearlessly, but there were tears flashing in the corners of his eyes.

"You don't have to trick me with this trick, do you think I'll be as soft-hearted as I was a year ago? Yi Lunhuan, do you think I don't know that your favorite thing is your country? Chu Changting sneered.

Yi Lunhuan put on the sword, lowered his head, was silent for a long time, and slowly spoke: "Chu Chu, I even want to be this emperor so that I can save your life." ”

"I found out about your father's illegal army in the early years. Whoever becomes the emperor except me can't save your life. ”

"If I'm all dead, do you think I'm still missing my own life?" Chu Changting took a step back.

"You don't cherish it, but I can't lose you." Yilunhuan has also taken a step forward.

Chu Changting's hand shook, and the long sword landed loudly, she looked at the long sword that fell to the ground in a daze, raised her hand to wipe the dampness and heat on her face, squatted down tremblingly, and buried her head deep between her knees.

Yi Lunhuan stepped forward and gently picked up Chu Changting's face, gently wiped away the tears on her face, and said softly in a childlike and affectionate tone: "Chu Chu, let's go back." ”

Chu Changting looked at Yi Lunhuan with blurred tears in her eyes, she couldn't see his face clearly, but she could feel his blazing temperature.

Yi Lun Hwan, do you know, sometimes I don't hate you, but myself.

A hot kiss fell from his lips, sucking gently, and tearing like a flirtatious bite. Chu Changting slowly felt that her body was softening like spring water, Xu had not slept all night, and she was too tired, she fell asleep in Yi Lunhuan's arms like that, she didn't know how she returned to Yuanchen Palace, she only vaguely remembered that a solid and warm embrace had been embracing her, so that she could still fall asleep in nightmares.

At the end of that night, Mei Xiang went into Yuanchen Palace to clean up the mess, and saw Qiu Chongrong's already cold body and eyes that were still wide as if they were unwilling, and she felt a chill for no reason.

She'd seen more horrible corpses, but never before had they made her so sick.

In the thick smell of blood in the room, Qiu Chongrong stiffened like a broken ragdoll, like a nameless sacrifice of flesh and blood on a high platform of white bones, like a ridiculous joke.

Mei Xiang squatted down and pulled out her sword fiercely.

Then he poked it in again.

It seems to be venting anger.

"It turns out that Chu Changting is still alive. It turned out that Su Jin was Chu Changting. ”

Mei Xiang spat words expressionlessly like a machine.